Auvergne, Piedmont, and Savoy: A Summer RambleJohn W. Parker, 1801 - 351 стор. |
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Alpine Alps amidst Annonay appeared arrived ascend Auvergnats Auvergne basaltic baths beautiful bell beneath Bourges breakfast Briançon BRIANÇONNOIS called carriage Carthusians castle cathedral Chartreuse church Clermont convent coupé cross curious dark defile descended diligence English entered eyes feet fish forest France French garçon gorge GRANDE CHARTREUSE Grenoble hands Hautes Alpes height horse huge hundred inhabitants Isère Jacques journey ladies lake landlord Lanslebourg Le Puy looking Madame magnificent miles monks Mont Dore morning mountain Nérondes night o'clock occupied Paris passed path peasants picturesque Polignac portmanteaus precipices present priest railway reader road rocks rocky Roman round salon scene scenery seats seen side sketch streets summit Susa table d'hôte thousand tion tourist town traveller trees trout Turin Val d'Isère valley village visited visitors volcanic Voreppe walk walls wonderful Yssingeaux
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Сторінка 246 - Ah come not, write not, think not once of me, Nor share one pang of all I felt for thee. Thy oaths I quit, thy memory resign; Forget, renounce me, hate whate'er was mine. Fair eyes, and tempting looks (which yet I view!) Long lov'd, ador'd ideas!
Сторінка 136 - Insuperable height of loftiest shade, Cedar, and pine, and fir, and branching palm, A sylvan scene, and, as the ranks ascend Shade above shade, a woody theatre Of stateliest view.
Сторінка 222 - Some say that gleams of a remoter world Visit the soul in sleep, — that death is slumber, And that its shapes the busy thoughts outnumber Of those who wake and live. — I look on high ; Has some unknown omnipotence unfurled The veil of life and death ? or do I lie In dream, and does the mightier world of sleep...
Сторінка 142 - Not vainly did the early Persian make His altar the high places and the peak Of earth-o'ergazing mountains, and thus take A fit and unwall'd temple, there to seek The Spirit in whose honour shrines are weak, Uprear'd of human hands. Come and compare Columns and idol-dwellings, Goth or Greek, With Nature's realms of worship, earth and air, Nor fix on fond abodes to circumscribe thy prayer.
Сторінка iv - To live beneath your more habitual sway. I love the Brooks which down their channels fret, Even more than when I...
Сторінка 270 - AVENGE, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our Fathers worshipped stocks and stones...
Сторінка 117 - And angling, too, that solitary vice, Whatever Izaak Walton sings or says: The quaint, old, cruel coxcomb, in his gullet Should have a hook, and a small trout to pull it.
Сторінка 99 - This morning, dear mother, as soon as 'twas light, I was wak'd by a noise that astonish'd me quite ; For in Tabitha's chamber I heard such a clatter, I could not conceive what the deuce was the matter ; And, would you believe it, I went up and found her In a blanket, with two lusty fellows around her, Who both seem'da going to carry her off in A little black box, just the size of a coffin: Description of the Bathing. ' Pray tell me,' says I,
Сторінка 139 - Then stirs the feeling, infinite, so felt In solitude, where we are least alone ; A truth, which through our being then doth melt, And purifies from self: it is a tone, The soul and source of music, which makes known Eternal harmony, and sheds a charm, Like to the fabled Cytherea's zone, Binding all things with beauty ; — 'twould disarm The spectre Death, had he substantial power to harm.
Сторінка 244 - Nous ne permettons jamais aux femmes d'entrer dans notre enceinte ; car nous savons que ni le sage, ni le prophète, ni le juge, ni l'hôte de Dieu, ni ses enfans, ni même le premier modèle sorti de ses mains, n'ont pu échapper aux caresses ou aux tromperies des femmes.